Be free, wildflower.
She acts like summer, and walks like rain
Wednesday, December 12, 2012
saying goodbye..
this one has been much harder than the first
In The Garden - Elvis
I come to the garden alone, while the dew is still on the roses, and the voice I hear falling on my ear
The Son of God discloses.
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